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Self-portrait of host, with eye colour changed. True eye colours are brilliant blue (right eye) and vibrant green (left eye). Hair colour is dark sandy blonde, featuring a starkly white forelock on the left side and some premature greying. Skin is a light tan with hypopigmented patches, particularly on the right jaw/collarbone, left hip, arms, hands and around his forelock.


Identification Number: 4077M

Name: Aaron Bachmeier

Nickname: Thoth

Sex: M

Date of Birth: 11/11/1997 (17)

Height: 6’5"

Weight: 165lbs

Identical or Fraternal?: Identical

Personality: Pensive, studious, empathetic and kind. Displays considerable concern for the well-being of those around him and expresses interest in medicine. Patient, intelligent, and logical. Artistically inclined in the fields of drawing and calligraphy, and enjoys music despite deafness. Claims twin to have similar skills, but different tastes. Fervently advocates the value of life and indignation toward death, as if it is an entity to be fought.

Family: Estranged father and single mother of Québecois heritage. German was spoken in the home, as well as some moderate english. Standard American Sign Language used.

Soul Twin Form

Name: Mitchell

Sex: M

Relationship with the Host: Parasitic twin seems to differ almost entirely from host. Relations and interactions between the two are unpredictable, ranging from logical and civil cooperation to volatile conflict. Host has been found with severe symptoms of conflict (nosebleeds and intense migraines as well as occasional loss of consciousness) as often as he is found working fairly with his twin to solve a problem. When cooperating, results are considerable: we suspect high intelligence present in the twin as well as the host. When at odds, consequences have been frightening.

Personality: Intelligent, vengeful and quick-tempered, emotionally dynamic, unpredictable. Action-oriented. Displays tenderness toward children and an intense hatred of those he deems ‘cruel.’ Host claims twin to be both very similar and very different to himself. Host has been recorded describing himself and the twin as ‘two sides of the same coin,’ and referring to the twin as his ‘alter ego.’ Host denied latter statement in later years, deeming such a claim to be ‘childish.’

Notes: As a toddler, host nicknamed the twin ‘Twitch.’ Host claims this to have stemmed from the twin’s erratic personality and ‘jitters.’ In later childhood, host renamed twin to ‘Shadow,’ claiming that the twin resembled himself, except with dark hair and grey skin, and different eyes (one black, one white). In teenage years, host named the twin Mitchell, though host claims that he did not choose the name, and that the twin simply told him.
Host retains the idea that his identical twin possesses black hair and monochromatic eyes, as well as darker skin than himself, and will not entertain naysayers.

Host is afflicted with Type II Waardenburg Syndrome. Results of affliction include bright, heterochromic eyes and congenital deafness in both ears, hypo pigmented patches of skin and a white forelock of hair on the left side. Host insists that his twin is not deaf, and alerts him of sounds. Experts have argued the possibility of the statement, but observations have been made of the host acknowledging sounds (in a delayed manner) which he would otherwise not be aware of. Host does say that twin possesses a white forelock and patches of hypo pigmented skin, identical to his own. Host can speak, however speech is slow and slurred, and he prefers using writing or sign language. Insists that he ‘hears’ his twin speak in his mind, but it is not yet understood what the host considers to be ‘hearing.’
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Name: Sierra 'Sia' Tikaavik
Age: 17
Year: 3
Gender: Female
Species: Lycanthrope
Appearance:


In Depth Physical Description: Sierra weighs approximately 130lbs and stands at a staggering 5'3. She's solidly built, with a well-muscled body, result of common and rigorous exercise. Her features seem somewhat mixed in ethnicity, though clear features such as a wide nose, olive skin, brown, almond-shaped eyes and a short, round face depict her mixed Inuit heritage. Her hair is black and cropped messily short (like this). A few front locks bear worn and grown-out neon highlights in green and purple.

Sierra's style generally consists of large hoodies, leggings, heavy shoes and black and neon colours. When exercising, she wears practical clothing.
Personality: Sierra is a boisterous individual with a colourful vocabulary and a sarcastic sense of humour. Thick-skinned and acidic when she wants to be, it's a feat in and of itself to get her well and truly offended. She tends to wear her emotions on her sleeve, and when laughing off the anger doesn't work, get out of the way. Generally, she tries to get as much fun out of life as she can.

Hobbies:
- Freerunning
- Making art from industrial trash (discarded nails, unneeded sheet metal, etc.)
- Drawing
- Making music, mostly digitally (she likes to throw some Lycan flare into her music, such as growling and howling, among other aspects. Her tracks have become somewhat popular in online music communities.)

Familiar: A monster of a German Shepherd named Jaeger.

Extra: Sierra has several scars, including a large one raking along the right side of her neck, narrowly missing the jugular and a smaller one cutting through her left eyebrow.
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Sierra couldn't tell if she was impressed by this realm, or put off by it. The world of Rosa Claire was similar to earth, but entirely different in the same breath; every colour was somehow more vibrant, familiar scents of flowers and leaves more potent, to the point of perfume. Every perception was bombarded by the slightly exaggerated world, so much more intense to her heightened senses than it may have been to others. Even Jaeger, who normally had no trouble sticking to her side, seemed overwhelmed. The oversized german shepherd dashed between trees, objects and people, trying to take in every scent and sight and sound around him in an excited daze.

Sierra whistled sharply, bringing Jaeger loping back to her side. He still looked excitedly around, but she wasn't too concerned; the only harm he'd do to anybody was scaring them with his size or licking them to death.

Scents bombarded her nose much the same way they bombarded Jaeger's. She'd never seen so many other species of myths in one place, and many of their scents were so peculiar she couldn't find anything to compare them to. Hands in her pockets, she clung to the wall of what looked to be a dorm building, content to stay on the outskirts of the crowd until she got a little more used to the stimuli.

Oh, if only she had chosen another place to stand.

Within a few minutes, a window near her burst open with a bang and from inside came the howling of what Sierra could only assume was a tone-deaf banshee, for its grating effect. She jumped and promptly ducked when a flower pot narrowly missed her head, clattering to pieces on the stone walkway behind her. Jaeger's hackles raised at the window, and he growled.

"Woah, hey!" Sierra shouted up at the window, "Watch the freakin' shot put, will ya?" She had no clear view as to who was inside, but decided to mark that voice on her list of crazies to avoid and promptly got the hell away from the building, grumbling curses under her breath and calling Jaeger to heel.

She gathered with the others in the courtyard for the assembly, staying nearer the back of the crowd. Jaeger sat by her side, and she idly scratched his neck, much to his enjoyment. So, supernatural features were exaggerated here too? No wonder she felt so wound up - it was as if the beast inside her was more desperate to emerge than usual. She found herself eager for the change to slip into her fur and find out just how augmented she was. I wonder what the full moon feels like here...

Her thoughts wandered for a moment after the headmistress dissipated, wondering how they dealt with such a diverse set of species and powers and whether she'd get excused from class on the days around the full moon. By the time her train of thought chugged its way to changing facilities, she noticed that her dog was no longer by her side.

"Hey! Jaeger!" she called, running into the crowd after a dash of brown fur. She whistled, but got no response. The dog must have caught a scent too interesting to ignore.

Jaeger weaved easily through the crowd, and Sierra found his trail by following the line of surprised exclamations and occasional yelps from the unexpected passerby. She found him circling someone, relentlessly sniffing and barking excitedly. The subject of his interest was an unnecessarily tall shirtless guy, with brown hair and a lacework of tattoos. Sierra paid little mind, she set her priorities on grabbing her dog and produced his leash from her backpack - a traffic leash with barely a foot of slack, to keep him close.

"Sorry about him," Sierra said hastily as she buckled the leash. Standing straight when she was done, her head barely came to his chest height. Not faltering, she craned to look up and continued, "He really doesn't normally act this way. Normally he sticks right to me. You must smell like food or something, you don't have any-" A sudden breeze swept through the courtyard, carrying the man's scent and immediately stopping Sierra in her tracks. This guy was a Lycan, no mistaking it. She was surprised she hadn't picked up on it sooner, as you had to be a pretty lousy Lycan not to recognize the scent of your own kind and her nose had never failed her before.

Whatever the reason, this guy carried both the presence and the stature of someone with rank, sending Sierra's instincts running a mile a minute and forcing her eyes awkwardly to the ground. Even Jaeger seemed to sense it. Sparing short glances up, she muttered, "Anyway, uh, sorry."
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If the meek are to inherit the earth, then Aaron is set to become a very rich man. Growing up deaf in a school for the hearing naturally pushed him to the sidelines, with only his twin brother to pull him back in. As such, Aaron is understandably quiet and tends to stay on the outskirts of the social scene, keeping his few, good friends close. This is not to say, however, that he avoids new people. Quite to the contrary, he’s polite and courteous and always greets new people with a smile. This had been a somewhat recent development, as only at his magical school was he able to effectively verbally communicate, with the help of a hearing charm and lots of practice with his speaking.
Aaron is a caring person, who had always preoccupied himself with the welfare of others. Ever since he was young, he dreamed of becoming a doctor, healing the wounded and curing the sick. He has a natural caregiver’s air to him, always willing to be anything from medic to crying shoulder. Even his wand reflects that fact, a wand with wood and core practically made for healing magic. But even with the incredible efficacy of healing spells, he finds himself preferring muggle medicine.
Of course, no one is cheerful and helpful all the time. Aaron is a hard worker and an intellectual, enjoying his alone time and
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He'd felt out of place in the shop, never having bought a suit before; luckily, the lady who helped him knew what she was doing. He tried a few styles before landing on /the one/, and no sooner had it been tried on than checked out, ready to ride to its new home in a garment bag that must have cost half the price of the whole damn order. It was a thing of beauty: coal black and straight-legged, tailored for a perfect fit. The crisp white dress shirt underneath, the silver cufflinks and the bright green tie - a focal point, where he could let his own style shine through - finished it off in a stark contrast to the individual who wore it. The thing took nearly twenty minutes to put on; the salesperson had failed to mention that with any good suit, there was some assembly required. It was a little intimidating, all that /different/ wrapped up in one outfit. Of course, he pushed that nervousness back quickly. The occasion was important; he had to look the part. Piece by piece it went on, each one seeming to sharpen the rough edges a little more, make something refined out of something that hadn’t exactly started that way. Thread to gold. Water to wine. The final act of tightening the tie, zipping it all together in a bundle of black fabric and tastefully polished shoes and closing the lid with a perfect, shining knot (he’d had the salesperson tie it, just to be sure) sealed the deal. Just as he shimmied the silk for the last time, he turned on his heel, nodded to the mirror and said,

“Well then; let’s get this party started."
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